Falling tonight

Chapter 83 Full Moon
Zhao Rou rinsed her mouth quickly, wiped her face and walked up to him, met Mu Zhou's smiling eyes, moved her gaze to the smooth collar of his suit, raised her head to smooth the fine wrinkles on it, and hesitated to choose words, "I'm not good at following. Communicate with elders, and I just met your mother not long ago because of Han Zihao's incident, which is really embarrassing."

In fact, what she was thinking was, by going to the man's house on such a festival, did he acquiesce in their relationship or was it something else?
She didn't know how Mu Zhou defined it, but she couldn't ask.

The golden sunshine in the early morning shines indoors, casting the profile of the woman in front of her, looking quiet and beautiful without makeup.

Mu Zhou lowered his black head slightly and matched the movements of her hands. After she put down his shirt collar, he did not move. He straightened his nose and came closer to her. The small black mole on the bridge of his nose enlarged in front of her. Hot breath spread between their noses.

"Okay," he didn't insist and gave her a peck on the lips, "When my mother asked me to ask you, I guessed that you wouldn't go back with me."

Mu Zhou clasped the back of her head and tasted the refreshing taste left on her lips after gargling. He couldn't help but put out the tip of his tongue to gently trace the outline of her lips. After tasting enough, he gently let her go, "In the evening wait me back."

His attitude didn't seem to mind her rejection.

In addition to being relieved, Zhao Rou also had complex and subtle emotions in her heart.

Maybe he just asked casually?He was just conveying Qin Qin's intention, not that he really wanted to take her back to his old home.

After Mu Zhou went out, she packed a few things and prepared to go back to her apartment.

Although he had made an excuse for her head injury to let her stay at his house, she still felt dreamy these past few days.

Although she and Han Zihao were in a relationship when they were in country M, they did not live together. In the past few days of living with Mu Zhou, her work had not settled down. She had nothing to do during the day and spent every night with him...

cough cough.

An abnormal blush appeared on Zhao Rou's fair face when she thought of it. It was undeniable that this man's bedding was extremely good. It gave her the ultimate pleasure in her senses and psychology, both before and after the incident. After a few nights, she was almost overwhelmed.

Of course, this was also the reason why she wanted to go back to her place of residence, but she couldn't tell Mu Zhou about this reason, and she happened to slip away while he was away during the holiday today.

The sun is shining brightly at noon in autumn, the weather is not too hot, and the temperature feels comfortable.

Returning to my own little realm makes me feel more at ease.

Zhao Rou pushed the door open and entered the apartment. What she saw was a thin layer of dust on the table reflected by the faint sunlight.

I spent an afternoon cleaning the house. The sky outside the window was almost dark blue. Night was about to fall, and the residential houses opposite were lit up with dots of lights.

Zhao Rou was slightly out of breath. She sat on the sofa and picked up her phone. Unexpectedly, she saw the screen light up with the missed call from Li Sijin a few hours ago.

Her phone had just been muted, and she had been too busy cleaning to pay attention to her phone, so she called back almost immediately.

After the tone rang for a few seconds, the call was connected, and Li Sijin's gentle voice revealed an extremely subtle abnormality, "Xiaorou?"

Zhao Rou said rather embarrassedly, "I was busy just now and didn't hear the call. What's wrong?"

The howling wind blew through the phone into Zhao Rou's ears. She was confused and quickly glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost 6 o'clock. Shouldn't he be having a reunion dinner at Li's house at this time?

"Are you free now? Xiaorou, I...may need you to help me drive."

Zhao Rou was slightly startled and asked reflexively, "What did you do? Did you drink?"

Apart from drinking, I can't think of any other reason why she, a woman, needs to be a driver.

"Yeah." He didn't deny it, and the tone of his voice gradually slowed down amid the whistling wind, "Is it convenient?" "Okay," Zhao Rou said without hesitation. It sounded like his voice was not quite right, and she seemed to be in a low mood.

Li Sijin reported an address and hung up the phone.

The sky had darkened, approaching the deep blue night. Zhao Rou was in a brightly lit room. When she heard the address he said, she suddenly felt a chill all over her body, as if she was surrounded by a cold winter filled with ice and snow.

She couldn't help but savor this feeling. She had already walked to the entrance, hurriedly picked up the key and went out.

Blue taxis were speeding towards the suburbs under the night. The farther away from the city, the fewer buildings stood. Under the splashing sky, there were only scattered street lights and the tail lights of a few cars on the road, illuminating the dark path. several corners.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at a silent cemetery.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror at the woman with bright features in the back seat, and couldn't help but secretly wonder. Seeing her unusual demeanor, he wondered what she was doing alone in such a dark place at night.

But the driver didn't say anything after all. After Zhao Rou paid the fare, he reversed the car and drove away in the dust.

The full moon hung in the sky, outlining the quiet and clear outline of the cemetery, which was eerie and eerie.

Zhao Rou stood alone in the vast silent night, suddenly feeling a little scared.

In a fit of enthusiasm, she agreed to come here to Li Sijin, but she seemed to have forgotten that she was very timid, especially since she had never been to a cemetery before and it was still at night.

There were bursts of howling wind in her ears, wrapped in the air-conditioning of the night. Zhao Rou became more and more frightened, but even now, Li Sijin was still waiting for her inside. She could only cheer up, hold back her eyes and walk quickly. Go inside.

This suburban cemetery is not big. Walking 100 meters into it, you can clearly catch a familiar figure standing in front of a tombstone.

The night was dark and the full moon was bright. Li Sijin was dressed in white, with several bottles of white wine placed at his feet. Several wine glasses were poured casually on the ground, and a small puddle of liquid spread next to his leather shoes.

From Zhao Rou's point of view, his tall figure looked infinitely lonely and cold in the huge space.

Hearing footsteps approaching, he turned his head and met Zhao Rourumo's deep eyes.

Zhao Rou walked closer to him. The pungent smell of liquor was in the air. A slight trace of moisture in his eyes suddenly appeared in her eyes. Her pupils shrank and she turned her gaze to the tombstone.

It is the name of Li Sijin's mother. Judging from the traces, it is a newly erected monument.

Li Sijin suppressed his voice and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you so late, Xiaorou."

Zhao Rou stared at his eyes as deep as the sea, pursed her lips and said nothing.

The wind blew Zhao Rou's black hair scattered around her shoulders and danced against her white cheek. Under Li Sijin's gaze, Zhao Rou bent down to pick up the wine glass on the ground and poured a glass of wine into it.

She straightened her back, her voice was low, and her soft voice spread in the air with the sound of the wind, "Auntie, thank you and Si Jin for taking care of me in the past. I'd like to toast you with this drink."

Then, he raised his hand neatly and poured the clear wine in front of the tombstone.

After the words fell, silence returned to the air.

After a long silence, Li Sijin turned around and took her wrist, "It's very late, let's go back."

(End of this chapter)